Jimmy Carter‘s grandson provided an update regarding the health of the former president, indicating that Carter is nearing the end of his life.
“My grandfather is doing OK,” Jason Carter stated during a mental health forum held at the Carter Center in honor of his late grandmother, former First Lady Rosalynn Carter, according to CNN.
He continued: “He has been in hospice, as you know, for almost a year and a half now, and he really is, I think, coming to the end. As I’ve said before, there’s a part of this faith journey that is so important to him, and there’s a part of that faith journey that you only can live at the very end, and I think he has been there in that space.”
Jimmy Carter holds the record as the oldest living president in history, a milestone he achieved following the de:at:h of George H.W. Bush in 2018, who was 94.
Carter has endured a lot of health challenges, including metastatic brain canc:er, liver ca:ncer, and brain surgery following a fall in 2019. He entered hospice care in February 2023 after multiple hospitalizations and made a rare public appearance at his wife’s memorial service in November.
“My grandmother’s passing was a difficult moment for all of us, including my grandfather.”, Jason Carter remarked, reflecting on the recent loss of his grandmother.
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